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Tuesday, December 12
vomiting pleasure. - Tuesday, December 12, 2006
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as of yet, i've vomitted 7 times since 3am.
(the last two cos dad forced down milo down my throat. knn.)

ok lah, i think cos i'm very irritated that's why i'm gonna say a lot of things on impulse. like how when dad said ...

dad : it's not the milo that made you vomit.
me : *thinks to herself* YOU BLOODY NOOB!

now i didn't even know where that came from, but it's a miracle i didn't say it out loud.

& it's suppose to be my first day of work today. urghhh.. ..

dad did ask if i wanted to go see the doctor but predictably, i declined. ooh i oso just remembered i haven't asked him whether i can go that camp on the 15th.. or asked him how work has been for him. urghh.

okayy, so it's 7.25am now & i think i feel slightly better.

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